Path to Glory

Malik.. Looking at the finishing line.... This capture reminds me of the poem by Frost..

Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less travelled by,
And that has made all the difference.


How true... The one decision not to be common made all the difference.. I made the choice to take a different path from an Engineer to be a Teacher.. Now Frost has come back.. Time to take the next uncommon road... A Photographer.. ??? .. Only Time can tell...